Skin: Fair due to living in the city. Easily tans.
Body Type: Slender
Is stronger than she looks (i.e. able to take on some physical activities due to her adaptable nature).
Traits & Characteristics
Strengths and Weakness (depending on the situation)
Has written for several east coast magazine, newspapers and periodicals about life in San Francisco.
Can use (and is not afraid to) a derringer pistol (mainly for self-defence purposes).
Aliases / Nicknames
Current: San Francisco
Kith & Kin
Grandfather: Ishmael Thornton (deceased)
Uncle: John Caleb Thornton (deceased)
Cousin: Shade Thornton
Her parents (Robert and Isabelle) and siblings (older brother Joseph and younger brother Harvey) are still alive - they live and work in San Francisco.
Born to Robert and Isabelle Thornton in Philadelphia. She is the second of three children born to the couple. Her father was one of the younger sons of Ishmael Thornton and brother to John Caleb Thornton (Shade's father).
Her family moves to San Francisco. On the way west, they visit John Caleb and his family.
Marries George Carlton, a young and upcoming lawyer. The marriage is relatively happy, even though she is unsure if she really loves her husband.
George Carlton is killed in a riding accident and leaves Sarah a small inheritance. With the help and advice of friends, Sarah invests the money in real estate and other businesses. The result is a modest income to support herself and live comfortably.
1865 - 1875
Sarah continues to live in San Francisco and at some point reverts back to her maiden name by adding it to her surname, as she feels that being label as a widow is cumbersome (however, she still uses her married name when necessary). She also starts writing articles for eastern magazines and newspapers about life in San Francisco as a way to earn extra income.
Popular and socially active, she has rejected a number of proposals and doesn't see the point in marrying as she is self-sufficient.
After finding out about a prominent San Francisco family's secret, she is given the choice to leave San Francisco or be financially and socially ruined. It is also implied that her family would be affected or in danger if she chooses to remain.
Sarah shook her head at the offer of the sherry. Instead, she was quite eager to get going to the dance. The dance itself would be a good story to write about for Harper's Weekly. They were always interested in stories about life here in the west, especially the social occasions.
She thanked everyone for their compliments and then returned them. "Harriet, I think you will have many admirers as that colour suits you perfectly. As for you Quentin, this is the first time I've seen you in suit since Christmas and I think you should wear them more often."
Turning to Shade, she smiled, "And as for you cousin, I think that your school teacher will be very pleased."
Looking over to the clock that was on the mantle, she noted the time, "I suppose we must be going soon if we want to spend plenty of time at the dance."
Sarah took one last look in the mirror as she smoothed down the material of her skirt. This was the only, what would be termed out here, fancy dress she had brought with from San Francisco. The plan was still get some new ones made in town but she was in no rush. The clothes she had were adequate for life here on the ranch.
The dress she had on was a dark cream afternoon dress with red trim. Back home, she would have worn something else but then the dances here would not be the like the balls she had been to on many occasions and she liked that. In fact, she was liking life out here much more than she would have hoped she would. The few days, she had initially decided to stay for stretched in weeks and then months due to the winter.
After his initial wariness, Shade had started to accept her as part of the family, especially when he realised that she had no hidden agenda and was completely self-sufficient financially. During her stay, she had also started to teach the two children what she could. She was no teacher, but she could help them with their reading and writing, as well as stories about other places and people. Both Cody and Nettie had welcomed her even though they missed their old nanny, who had abruptly left shortly before her arrival in Kalispell.
Satisfied with the way she looked, Sarah made her way downstairs. She could hear Quentin, Harriet, and Shade talking. Smiling graciously, she reached the bottom of the stairs, "I'm sorry, I seemed to be the last one down. I hope I haven't kept you waiting."
"Thank you for telling me about what happened. I know that it must have been hard for you, having gone through a loss of my own."
Sarah sighed. There wasn't much else she could say in regards to the matter of Chance's death. She wanted to help out as much as she could but didn't quite know how to go about it. There's was no way she could invite herself to go to the ranch - that would have to come from Shade and that would probably depend upon how comfortable he was with having a long-lost cousin come over and stay for a short time. The best she could was to offer help and let him know that he was welcome to get in touch with her if he wanted to.
"I wish I could do or say something that could be of a comfort or a help to you at this time. I'm not even sure what you think of me but if you're ever in a mind to stop by the hotel and talk or have a meal, I would like that."
"The hotel?" Shade raised his eyebrow. If pressed, he would admit that he was wary of a long-lost relative showing up out of the blue. However, there was also and old saying, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. It was doubtful that Sarah or anyone in her family had designs on the twins' inheritance, but he could learn more about why she was in town if she was nearby. "The distance in from the ranch might not suit you, but you are welcome at the lodge. It would be good for the twins to get to know family."
Smiling, Sarah replied, "Yes, I would like that a lot. I have to admit that the few days I have been here already, I have been at a loss since I don't know many people. It will be nice to get to know you again and to meet Chance's children. If there is anything you would like me to do just let me know."
She stood up, "I expect that you would like to leave soon." She reached into her reticule and pulled out some money. "If you need to hire or buy a buggy to carry my luggage, this should cover it. I'll go and get my things and wait for in the lobby."
With that she left, feeling a bit relieved that she wouldn't be spending the next few days on her own.
Shade rose, intending to hand her the money back, but she had already whisked herself away. He pocketed the money with a wry smile. He could always give it back to her later since they kept a spare conveyance at the livery for just such occasions. Grabbing his hat, he jammed it on his head and headed out to get the trip to the ranch sorted.
"We can have coffee here," she said pointing in the direction of the dining room, "There's a lot I want to ask you about, so the sooner we get started the better as I know that you're a busy man."
After finding a table at the far of end of the room, they ordered their coffees. As they waited, Sarah began, "You're probably why I came here. Well, first of all, circumstances arose that, well, made it necessary for me to leave San Francisco. My father requested that I come here first to find out what happen to Chance. He and Chance had been corresponding for some years after the death of your father. When he hadn't received a reply to his last letter, he was worried."
She paused, looking for the right words to say, "I found out on the stage trip here that Chance had died. I knew I had to get in touch with you as soon as I could so I could find out the details before writing my to father. It was sad to hear about Chance's death. You both made a great impression on me and my brothers when we came to visit all those years ago. If you don't want to go into details about what happen, I will understand but I would like to know."
After receiving Shade's request, Walter Simpson made his way quickly upstairs and back again. "She'll be down in just a moment."
A few minutes later, Sarah came down the stairs. She went over to Walter who pointed out Shade to her. As she approached her cousin, she could see a family resemblance, especially to her younger brother, Harvey. When she reached him, she held out her hand, "Hello, Shade. It's been a while."
A frown appeared on Sarah's face. She hadn't expected anyone to act on her behalf to contact Shade and she wasn't sure what to think of it. Maybe it was part of the service the hotel gave but the owner should have had at least told her what he done and not spring it on her like this. Here she was thinking she would have another day or two to prepare and now it could happen today. The long-crafted letter she had in her hand now felt odd.
"i suppose I should thank for your help," she said solemnly, "So, I will say thank you but in the future, I would like to be advise of your intentions."
Matt sighed heavily, "You're right I should have told you and I did intend to but..."
"I know you were distracted by other things," By now she was getting a little bit vexed at what had occurred. "I hope you don't make a habit of interfering with all of your guests' personal business."
Before he answer, she held up her in a stopping motion, "It's not that I appreciate your help, it's more the fact that you did not ask me if you could. I have never liked men making assumptions about me or for me."
Sarah turned to leave, "When my cousin arrives could you direct him to my room. If I'm not there could you please ask him to wait. I will probably out shopping, so I won't be long gone."
Mature Content: No
With: Sarah Thornton-Carlton and Matt Wentworth Location: Belle-St. Regis Hotel When: Late September 1875 Time of Day: Morning
Sarah stretched a little before making the attempt to get out of bed. The sun had already been out for a while but she was in no hurry to get up. The trip here had taken more out of her then she realised and except for a trip to the ladies bathroom to get a much needed bath, she had spent most of yesterday in her room. Thankfully, the hotel did have some sort of room service so that she could have her meals without having to go downstairs.
There was a lot to do today with the most important task of getting word out to Lost Lake Ranch and her cousin to tell him about her arrival. She needed to find someone who was reliable and trustworthy enough to pay to go out there or better still if one of the ranch hands. The preference was to find a ranch hand and considering the size of Lost Lake, there should be at least one coming into town on a daily basis to get supplies or the mail.
After getting dressed, she sat down to write her note to Shade. When that was done, she wrote out a list of what she needed to do in town. The first thing was to find a dressmaker so that she could have some suitable clothes to last out the winter. The air was already starting to feel cool indicating that winter may be early. Besides, she was hoping to stay for a while so that she could get to know Shade again.
Standing up, she went over to the mirror to make sure everything was good. She probably missed breakfast but had heard that there was a good cafe that had a peculiar name, where she could get something to eat. Once she made sure that the note to Shade was on its way, she would have to time to go there and explore the town as well.
Sarah nodded, not quite knowing what to say as she didn't really know how children could be.
For the next minutes, she concentrated on her meal as she was hungry. The wait for the meal had only increased her appetite. To her surprise, she found the food tasted very good. She didn't expect quality cooking to be in a place so far away from the nearest city that had a first class restaurant. Whoever the cook was, he needed to be commended. After making a mental note to do send a message to him in the morning, she took a sip of wine, before stifling another yawn.
Now that she was full, she feel really tired. Turning to Eleanor, she smiled, "Please forgive me, but I'm afraid everything has finally caught up to me and I need to turn in before I fall asleep right here. Thank you for your company tonight over the last two days. I am glad that we met."
Sarah stifled a yawn as she listened to Elinor's remarks. Her yawn had not gone unnoticed by Mr. Wentworth and she quickly apologised, "I'm sorry. It's been a long trip and I'm starting to feel it."
Matt nodded, "That's understandable. Kalispell is not an easy place to get to."
"I agree but this was a trip I had to make." She was beginning to think that she should rest up for a day or two before going to visit her cousin. A thought then struck her that she should first let Shade know that she was here before turning up unannounced at his home.
"Could you tell me how far away is Lost Lake Ranch is? I can't even remember if the town was here the last time I came as it has been over 16 years, so I am a bit confused."
Matt told her how far it was, and she sighed. It was indeed some distance and it could take some time to send word. There was nothing for it but to go there tomorrow or the day after and hope for the best. She looked at both Elinor and Matt. "Will either of you be able to recommend someone that I can buy or rent a buggy from?"
Sagas of the WIld West is a roleplaying game set in a fictionalized version of the town of Kalispell in Montana territory. Our stories begin in 1875 and are set against the backdrop of actual historical events.Sagas was inspired by the classic television and movie westerns. Our focus is on writing, storytelling and character development.
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